No spoogy zebras here, sorry!

Its based off a memory I had of my childhood-when I was little and in daycare, I met this boy named Travis, and we'd pretend we were cheetahs-maybe lions, but probably cheetahs- and we lived together on the savannah and hunted herdbeasts. We invented all sorts of silly dishes from the meat, but the one I remember the most was Zebra Juice, which was always drunk with a straw.

Yea, I didn't play "house" like all the other little kids did. I played a variant of it, where we were Yoshis picking out thorns from our tongues from those stacked-up Spineys(Pokeys) we ate, or kings and queens of a kingdom of anthropomorphic lizard-raptors, or, as I described here- wildcats. I inspired weirdness in most of my friends, heh.